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Tuesday, April 19, 2011

I had to get the brakes fixed on my car today. Ordinarily, when the brakes start to go, it happens so gradually that I’m not even aware they’re getting bad at first. Then, one day, I realize I’m employing the Fred Flintstone method of stopping. It’s really not the best idea to put your foot through the floor in order to stop though, so I take the first step in getting my brakes repaired – I think about doing it. This step can last weeks. But when my car, angry that I haven’t taken it to a mechanic yet, rebels and starts making that metal grinding against metal sound, I figure it’s time to actually take it in to a mechanic. At least sometime in the next few weeks.

1 comment:

Don't worry about not understanding the mechanic. Most guys don't either, they just pretend!! By the way, back in January, in the middle of a snow storm, as I was giving a ride home to a couple of strangers who were stranded in the snow, my breaks went totally out. The snow was actually helping slowing down. It took me 2hrs to go the 12 miles and they were very greatful. In retrospect I don't know if I'd do that again. 1-taking two absolute strangers in my car and 2-driving in the snow without any breaks.Love your blog!